Hideaway Strath Like a Machine

As he dislodged, she tried to hold on, but could not. 
Then he went for her jugular. 
Nyra's head met the ground as Derg's jaws tightened on her windpipe, holding her down. Here she brought her legs up and tried to kick at him, but it was for naught. He had too tight a hold, and she was starting to come to a panic instead of staying calm and fighting him through the lack of air. 

This was difficult... 
Forcing herself to calm down in the head, The Harbinger decided to go limp, as if she was giving up. 

Her physical parry hadn't worked, so she would have to wait him out, recoil for a better strike, figuratively.